Polo
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Level 1 Tundra
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.63 m
Wingspan
4.5 m
Weight
339.74 kg
Genetics
Charcoal
Basic
Basic
Lavender
Morph
Morph
Beige
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Tundra
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
7
VIT
7
MND
7
Lineage
Biography
Polo Fitzwulf
The Fitzroy Dragon
"Quote"
______________________________________________________________________________________His mother was one of the first found dead. He mourned her for hours, but by the time of her burial, had run out of tears to shed. He could only stare, empty eyed, at Morgana, and swore she wore a smirk on her yellow maw.
He allowed his heart to harden, and allowed each strand of fur on his body be bound by an endless anger and hatred. He tore out his own fur, finding pleasure with the pain. Velros stopped him after some time, only noticing when he was forced to, as Polo's stark white skin stood out, raw and bleeding before his eyes. Even after, he still made sure he did not bare resemblance to his father. Morgana certainly didn't mind; after all, why would a Queen accept the illegitimate child of the King?
Polo found in time his only companions were Corbin and his sister, Aria. One would talk him out of his rage while the other pressed deeply into the muscles pulled tautly against bone and organ. The Twins would alternate before Aria left on her travels. He found it was harder to say goodbye to her. His mind began to alter after. If this damnable Clan was a monarchy, who would be the one to take over when Velros had passed? This hardly secure position grew harder to secure when talk of him passing leadership onto Maskre's son came, then again when Solemn came about. It was hardly a glimmer of a long forgotten dream when Altair was born, a legitimate son to both Patriarch and Matriarch of the clan.
He began to hear a shadow of a whisper, just around every corner. An organization beginning to form to take the King out. A fragile weakling on the outside held a dangerous and formidable foe on the inside, one that must be extinguished to prevent tragedies from years passed. He manipulated the past out of Asterion, and set his sights on helping this shadow grow. His dream of leadership, to prove himself, began to slowly be remembered, and began to be shared by others. For the first time since his mother died, he began to have hope.
Polo bullied to get Asterion on his side. With a hummingbird as his spy and Corbin by his side, his violent outbursts began to quell now. He began making the Monarchy notice him in a new, more worthy light. Sometimes, he looks Velros in the eyes to try and find maybe just a glimmer of recognition, from when he was a young dragon and Velros had the world set out for him. All he finds is pity and refusal, and from Morgana; Hate and Disgust. Sometimes, he walks to the graveyard and sits by his Mother, talking and allowing weakness to be shown in a different form, in the complete secrecy of the shadows and dead....
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Exalting Polo to the service of the Shadowbinder will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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